Left 4 Dead Fanfic Novels & Stories

[Nivera’s POV] Six months had passed since Tyler had died and our lives had taken a turn for the best. I no longer had nightmares because I knew he was never coming back, and I got to spend the rest of eternity with the only man that had ever shown me love, even when I didn’t deserve it. “You’re deserving of much more than my love,” Lucien said, planting a kiss on my lips as he rested his head on my thighs, as though he could read my thoughts.

He was just Cardan, my desperate, broken mate. "I love you, Scarlett," Cardan sobbed, his voice raw with pain, kneeling beside us. He pulled my limp hand to his face, kissing my knuckles again and again. "I always have. I never told you. I couldn't… but I loved you. Stay with me. Please, stay." "I know," I whispered to Adam, managing a weak smile. "I love you too.” Tears fell from my eyes down to the sides of my ears. My vision tunneled. The roaring of the defeated Beastmen, the shouts of Xaden's warriors. it all faded into a gentle, rushing silence. I felt Cardan's warmth, Adam's frantic tears, and then... nothing. I died.

he added, and I was greatly pissed off. “What is the plan?” I asked Charles through a mind link since Lucifer was still bragging. I could only maintain a calm face while hearing the words coming out of his mouth. “It might be a war; they won't let you go with me unless I agree to a ridiculous deal, which I won't. Flint is allying with the siren, and the vampires are coming with Danford.” He said it, and I was surprised. He really did ally with Flint after all. And the vampires and the sirens. Are they not afraid that this formation might be stronger than them?

I could feel the strain on our breathing through the bond, especially because we couldn’t feel a shred of April’s energy through the bond. Deep down, we’d all started to accept that she might be gone and that the best we could do was reunite with her in the afterlife once we died shortly after her. “Oh, gods,” Nick exclaimed, practically jumping on the couch and gathering April in his arms. Xander and I followed suit, wrapping our arms around both of them and making it a sandwiched bear hug. The relief and excitement bursting through us was unreal, especially because April started to move a little in our arms to prove that she was indeed conscious.

Forever. The question haunting me: Who won't make it back alive? And is saving Luna worth losing someone else? Drop your theories! Who do you think dies? Tell me! Chapter 48 is the BETWEEN PLACE chapter and it's going to break your heart! END OF CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN

I quickly move out of the way of the knife, but this time, I decide it is time to end this. The letter opener moves from behind my back into his neck in one swing. I watch as shock fills his eyes, and he collapses to the floor. I kicked the knife out of his hand before kneeling beside him and leaning down to look into his eyes. “I am going to tell you a little secret.” He coughs, and I watch as blood begins oozing out of his mouth. “I am the new Luna to Execution Bay Pack. My mate is Alpha Onyx.” His eyes widen as my words register within his dying mind. “My wish for you is to find Rebecca on the other side and to live the happy life you wished you lived here. I wish you peace.” My words are

she nodded and continued her work, but she could feel his heavy gaze on her Lucifer watched her for a moment longer before turning away. The image of her bruised and battered form haunted him, a stark reminder of the monster he had become. As April continued with her work, he resolved to find a way to control his darkness and the bloodlust that consumed him. But for now, he could only hope that he hadn’t caused irreparable damage to the one person who had somehow found a way into his cold, blackened heart.

I flinch like he slapped me. “I will never be yours,” I hiss. “Not in life. Not in death.” “Oh, sweetheart…” He chuckles softly, shaking his head. “You think your precious mates are coming?” Ice freezes my veins. He leans closer. “They’re dead by now, I’m sure. Killed when they attempted to storm my borders. Poor thing—you have nowhere left to run.” My heart stutters. Dead? No. No, that’s impossible. If even one of them had died which is highly impossible, Darius with his anger and strength, Draven with his caculated fury, Daemon with his half-feral devotion, I would have felt something rip inside me, I would have felt the bond snap.

Don't Push your luck. Thane's gaze dropped. "Yes, Alpha," he muttered. The tension lingered, but I knew Thane would comply. Thane's POV Memories of Luciana flooded my mind, piercing my heart like a dagger. Her bright smile, her infectious laughter, her unwavering loyalty. Luciana, the love of my life. The one Kayson never saw. I remembered the day she died, the anguish that consumed me. The feeling of helplessness, of despair. It wasn't just her death that hurt, it was the knowledge that Kayson's obsession with April had led to it. The same obsession that now drove him to abandon his duties, again.

Roxanne's POV The door opened and the music hit first, then the heat, then the eyes. Every single one of them. The conversation near the entrance didn't stop immediately, it stuttered, like a record skipping, and then the whispers started moving through the room in a wave I could physically track from face to face. Is that Roxanne Sinclair?" "No fucking way." "Since when does Blackwood date Omegas?" "Holy shit, she's actually hot!" I kept my chin up. Tyson's hand sat flat against the small of my back, warm and steady, and I felt him lean slightly closer without breaking step.